#vampire!link

“Please come in,” Rhett was under his spell, pulling him into his home while pulling him into another kiss. “You have  no idea how much I want you.”

Link’s hand obscenely groped Rhett’s hard cock through his pants. “I think it’s pretty obvious sweet thing. Why don’t we take this to you bedroom?” He pressed a kiss into Rhett’s neck and hummed. 

After leading them to his room, he turned lit a few candles. (Nothing wrong with a little romance.) Rhett started undressing himself, but Link stopped his hands. 

“Let me unwrap my prize?”

Rhett couldn’t say no. Right now? He’d do literally anything Link asked of him. 

Slowly, Link peeled off Rhett’s costume - he’d gone with something easy, a lumberjack - kissing, licking, and grazing his (fake?) teeth across every part of newly exposed skin. 

When stripped naked, Link threw him on the bed. Rhett moaned obscenely at the his show of strength. 

Or maybe it was the tongue on his hole, making his legs tremble. 

“God, your tongue!” Rhett reached behind and cupped the back of Link’s head. 

Link nipped one of his cheeks, pulling a yelp from Rhett, “God’s got nothing to do with it, sweet thing.” 

He flipped Rhett onto his back, pulled off his shirt, and pushed down his pants enough to get out his cock. The fact that Link hadn’t worn underwear made Rhett hot all over. 

Rhett sat up and pulled Link down to kiss him with the messy, frenetic energy he was feeling. They both fell back down to the bed, cocks pressing against each other. 

“Fuck!” “Shit!”

Rutting against each other, Link’s palms traveled up Rhett’s arms and laced their fingers together. But, also effectively pinning Rhett in place. 

“Fuck me? Please?” Rhett said when he had a moment to breathe, his arm reaching into his side table’s top drawer. A bottle of lube and a condom were pushed into Link’s chest. 

“Anything to make you happy, baby.” Link made his fingers wet and made quick work opening Rhett up, sucking and leaving marks up and down his inner thighs. 

Link’s fangs came out to play again as he ripped the package open with his teeth, and Rhett became fixated. 

Pushing in slowly, Rhett’s eyes rolled back into his head. Link’s cock was working magic from the inside out. His long, deep strokes were threatening to make Rhett combust. 

Not changing tempo, Link leaned down and mimicked their position earlier - interlaced fingers holding Rhett in place. The excitement of being scared was right in Rhett’s sweet spot.

Link buried his face in Rhett’s neck - sniffing, licking, sucking - and it drove them both wild. Hips moving faster, breathing getting quicker and shallower, fingers squeezing with white knuckles. 

Rhett finally demanded what he’d been dying to experience the entire night, “Bite me!”

“If you insist.” Link sunk his teeth into Rhett’s neck, smooth as butter.

At Link’s first pull, Rhett came so hard he saw black spots. When he noticed that Link’s hips slowed down, he pulled his hands free. One went to grab Link’s ass, the other cupped his head that was still attached to his neck. 

“Keep going, keep going until you come.”

Without hesitation, Link did as he was told. It only took a few more drags from Rhett’s neck, and Link’s hips thrust harshly as he finished. 

Link pulled back as he pulled out, licked his lips, but the mess was still very much apparent. Seeing his blood on Link’s lips was more sexy than he ever could have imagined. 

He flipped them over, leaned down, and licked his blood off of Link’s lips. Link’s eyes went dark.